Qiu Yue's eyes were full of inquiries and vigilance. After all, it was hard to Guilin and Changhe Palace related to the life and death of the entire Mo Huigu, and there was no room for sloppyness.

Li Xiu felt his gaze, and it was uncomfortable to look at him unscrupulously, so he looked over, and the two looked at each other in the air. Qiu Yue's eyes narrowed slightly and felt his eyes tingling slightly. Then he frowned gently, and a faint golden color floated from his pupils, emitting a mysterious and unclearable aura.

The sharpness that was coming towards him disappeared, and Li Xiu nodded gently to him.

Qiu Yue also replied with a bow, and the contempt in his heart disappeared, and he became curious about Li Xiu's arrival.

"Qiu Yue!"

"Li Xiu!"

Meeting each other and then reporting their names is a very strong way to practice.

Not only Qiu Yue, but the rest of the ancient gods also met Li Xiu, Xu Yingxiu and Li Si, with their eyes full of confusion. They obviously did not understand the behavior of Changhe Palace, so why would the human race come here?

Fusu glanced lightly and didn't speak.

Deng Xiangong scratched his head, but although he was not sure, he did not talk much.

There was a sound of footsteps not far away. The group walked up from the hillside, covered in pitch-black cloth robes, and walked to the side of the few people, sitting cross-legged. The robe was covered with hoods, covering most of the faces and unable to see the face below.

These people walked here without saying a word, and even their eyes were not over. They sat cross-legged on their own, silent and indifferent.

The smile on Zhai Zhu's face gradually restrained, with vigilance in his eyes, and even Chen Dong, who had always been extremely arrogant, became quiet at this moment.

Qiu Yue nodded to the few people and retreated to the team of the ancient gods.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Li Xiu turned his eyes to the figures in black robes, feeling the tyrannical cold air of those people, which was a little surprised.

"That's the people of the Dark Seed. They do not cultivate spiritual power, and they abandon the power of heaven and earth. They claim to be forgotten races, but only cultivate their own power. Unlike other races, the Dark Seed clan has very few people and never leaves their territory. They can only be seen when the Changhe Palace is opened once every ten years."

It seems that Li Xiu's doubts were seen, Mao Ni

Explained softly.

"Cultivate your own power?"

Li Xiu frowned slightly. There are four methods of practice, namely, divine cultivation, soul cultivation, physical cultivation and martial cultivation. There is no dispute about this. No matter which method of practice, it requires the power of heaven and earth.

Even if you infinitely develop your own physical and spiritual practice, you will use the power of heaven and earth to practice. There is no doubt about this.

Mao Ni nodded, his eyes were a little complicated, and he explained: "The Dark Clan has unique talents and can strengthen itself without using external forces at all. They call this power the power of exile."

The dark descendants, the forgotten race, the power of exile, do not cultivate the world but only cultivate themselves.

All of this is full of extremely mysterious colors, just like the shaman culture on the northeastern border of the Tang Dynasty, mysterious and vivid.

Mao Ni's explanation reached several people's ears, and Xu Yingxiu asked in confusion: "Since you only cultivate yourself, then this long river of spiritual energy will definitely be useless to them. Since it is useless, why should you come?"

There are countless people in the troubled world, and everyone is different. Li Xiu only has one, but there are many people who are afraid of trouble. Since the long river of spiritual energy is useless to him, why did he come?

Even if the long river of spiritual energy has the power to temper the body and soul, it is not very tempting to the Dark Seed clan.

Mao Ni said: "Nine Battle Platforms, after passing through the difficult Guilin, you will experience the nine battle platforms after arriving in Changhe Palace. The Dark Clan is not interested in the spiritual river. They just want to defeat their opponents in the battle platform and improve themselves."

Several people nodded and suddenly realized.

Dozens of warships and hearse appeared in the sky and the ground one after another. More and more people gathered before the fog and dispersed separately. Hundreds of people gathered in front of the forest in just one hour.

Standing at the forefront are the Spirit Clan, the Ancient God Clan, and the Dark Clan. This shows that the other races present are inferior to these three families in terms of status and strength.

Whispers kept ringing, and today is a big day once a year, and to some extent it is also an opportunity to measure and see the strength of other races.

Four lines of fire suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and then two horses ran from a distance and appeared on everyone's heads in an instant.

The sound of hissing shook the world, and even the clouds in front of him dispersed a lot.

The scorching flames burned half a piece of the long sky, and the hot waves of heat hit the face. Many people took a few steps back and stopped their bodies with a look of ugly expression.

Chen Dong looked up and snorted coldly, and Qiu Yue glanced at the sky lightly.

Two horses were pulling a carriage without a roof. Rather than saying that it was a carriage, there were three people sitting on the chair. The leader was wearing gorgeous clothes and a golden crown. A word that appeared faintly in front of him from time to time, turning back and forth, sometimes appearing on his forehead and sometimes behind him.

That is a unique mark unique to the royal family.

The man sat on a bench with a cold face and looked down at the hundreds below.

"Give Way!"

A faint voice came from his mouth, and his eyes were fixed on a place where more than ten people stood, and the leader was a fifth-level monk.

The man's face darkened and he spoke, "I wonder who is the royal family's supporter this time?"

The so-called protection is the five-level powerful people who follow him.

The young man from the royal family looked down at him with cold eyes: "I am a royal family, why do you need to be protected?"

"Give Way!"

His body leaned forward slightly. Although he was only a cultivator in the third realm, he gave people a great pressure. It was the unique aura of the superiors and was very domineering.

The character Transparent King rotates and hangs around his body, and the flames on the two horses burn more vigorously.

The face of the fifth level cultivator kept changing, and finally moved away from his feet. Although he was not afraid of Wang Chen, he could not afford to offend the royal family.

Wang Chen's expression did not change at all. In his opinion, these people should give way to him. No matter whether they are standing in front of him, as long as they block his path, they should get out of the way.

Because he is Wang Chen, the royal family Wang Chen.

The skymas fell on the ground, and the flames that covered half of the sky disappeared, and the temperature around them dropped. Hundreds of people around looked at Wang Chen sitting on the frame with complicated expressions, either afraid or fearful.

He appeared alone and landed, and it seemed to be suppressing everyone.

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ps: Mr. Shi is dead, I am very sad

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